Somedays

April 14, 2008

By Sadie W., Batavia, NY

the roads shuffled the leaves dry winter-choked, the ball of the earth inhaled and exhaled softly- the ball of my foot pressed the gas, we passed the halfway house where a mama sat a troubled hen, a cigerette held loosely in her dead left hand "they took her babies" my own mama said

some days i wonder if they'll take me next

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